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To break the silence I asked, `What are those?' thinking they might be some odd, natural formation. 'That-' be remarked over his shoulder, `that's the cemetery.'
" `Then you do have death?'
" Why not? It isn't death that puzzles us. It is the failure of death to be a natural process. Birth and death balance each other. But as there can be a healthy birth, so there should be a healthy death. And as there can be a very clumsy and dangerous birth, so there can be a clumsy and dangerous death. That is our problem. I think we know the term of life as we know the term of birth. Birds are, perhaps by their nature, more familiar with the mystery of hatching than are mammals. I don't think we should fall easily into the illusion that life, in any one of its forms or its aspects, is complete in that aspect. No, when our people or any of our living wards become old, what we want for them is a clean and healthy delivery into another experience. So, you see, what we are doing in the ward you've just left, the last ward, is not to make these creatures immortal or even to recover but to see how far we can smooth out the knot of life so that they may be easily born and well-born into their next experience.'
" I confess that I never thought about life in quite so comprehensive a manner as that. After a moment's pause I said, `I thought that you were attempting to make a world here in which everything would be stabilized. I suppose mechanical notions are so firmly fixed in my head that I can't believe you would really trust life as far as death. I thought somehow it would all end happily ever afterward, in a perpetually revolving machine.'

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